A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Wednesday 9 April 2014
Truth
Can be no other
Truth than this right here
This room, this house
This small world of faith
Let the last droplet of blood fall
On this carpet of white
Snow white
Let the beautified lady come forth
And lighten our way in the spring
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